This morning I drove up and picked up Robert, who had spent the night, for an early morning of fishing, hopefully topwater. We started out on top but after halfway around and no bites except a couple of gar the topwaters had to come off and were replaced with a worm and a crankbait.  I immediately got snagged, that’s yankee for hung up, on the same thing I lost a bait on the last time I was there. After working with it for some time I finally pulled up some old braid with my bait in tow. We finally managed to catch a few but they were not cooperating too much.  Around about 8:45, we quit at 9:15 or about, it seemed the bite was picking up and the FOD , 4 – 2, was caught on a pearl colored crankbait.

We went on to catch a couple more one being a 3 3/4 on the same pearl bait. A high point in the day was when I found one of my lost “found” crankbaits that had floated up from its hang up a couple of weeks ago and was up on the bank, left there by the falling water. It’s always nice to add to my “found” bait box. I looked back in my photos because the last time Robert and I fished I took a good picture of him. Here is the photo.

The photo was taken in 2008. Far too long between fishing trips together. I’ll have to do better. We ended up with seven bass. After fishing we had a cool, windshield down, early morning jeep ride. When you’re on one of those, life is good.